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“Maybe he left; he might be back.” “I know that you still want Assy to come back!” “He was my first friend!” "Now that you have another friend and, as well, a lover, why do you keep thinking about him? It's not like you know him or what species he is anyway.” Luna's gaze fell. “He is my friend, and I am not going to forget him. I might not know what he is, but he made me happy back then. He never cared about who I was, and the little I knew about magic, he taught me.”

Feeling this connection, Arnold looks deep into my eyes, and with a soft smile, he says, “I love you, Kylie.” Overwhelmed with happiness, I can't help but express my joy physically. Jumping into his arms, I shower him with a passionate kiss. The sweet melody of his declaration of love fills me with euphoria. However, the bliss is short-lived when Arnold utters the words I feared: “I want you to be my Luna.” My heart sinks, knowing that unveiling the truth about my departure is inevitable for that desire to become a reality.

I sighed and stood waiting for Harry to arrive with Luna. ------ Luna Lawson: I was enraged after Harry dragged me out and took me away to the underground room. "No! Let go of me!" I screamed as I struggled to break free from Harry's hold, but he held me strongly and carefully as he took me into the underground room and chained my hands to a pole inside the room. "What are you trying to do? I'm going to report you to Mikel!" I screamed at Harry as I tried to kick him, but Harry dodged my kick and walked away from me without speaking, staring at Molly, who walked in next with a frown.

The sound of the camera’s clicking echoed through the entire place and the murmurs from everyone. “Louis has gotten more handsome. His hair is now blonde” “Look at Lennox's broad shoulders and his curly long hair. They have all gotten so tall, they look like fallen angels” “Levi is stunning! I am in love” Despite the fear in my heart, my face scrunched up in disgust. It didn't matter if they were like Greek gods, their hearts were dark and they would forever remain ugly in my imagination. The Luna laughed. “I am glad to announce to you all that they will be attending the session and another good news, there is going to be one lucky person who isn't a high-ranking member of the pack and this

as Zara held my hands, “I am… I am… I am MARRIED TO HIM!” I yelled and closed my eyes tightly waiting for them to say something but I did not hear anything. I slowly opened my eyes to look at their facial reactions, when I saw Mom’s favorite Gold statue. The one she cleans every morning by herself before leaving, flying straight at me. Fortunately I reacted on time, and dodged it with Zara who almost became a victim, “Darling, You are joking right?” Dad asked me with concerned eyes. I wish that I was joking too, but I am not joking in anyway. I didn’t say a word and just stood there, waiting for them to pass their judgement. “Father, Mother, Don’t be angry with Luna. She only did it because

And he feels, she can make a fine Luna. Yes, I know she can be a great Luna with her skills and of no doubt, I know she possesses all of the great qualities he speaks, I watched her grown as a child in the pack and watched how she was abused and I couldn’t help. I’m sorry she can’t be my Luna. Rebecca will definitely make a good Luna and my parents made her my choice so I can’t object that.

Chamomile, honey, and something floral - hibiscus - filled the room, softening the air instantly. “Good morning, Miss Thea,” Clearway said quietly. Her voice was tender in a way I’d never heard from her before. “The Luna sends her tea.” Waters followed, carrying a linen-lined basket of pastries. Warm brioche. Flaky honey bread. Berry tarts. Something dusted with cinnamon. The scents wrapped around me like gentle arms. “The Luna insisted you have something soft, warm, and easy to swallow,” Waters murmured, setting them down. Her gaze flicked to my throat - the rawness, the bruised strain of it. Her expression softened further. “She was… quite particular about it.”

“The sperm bank idea makes sense. It would protect everyone involved.” Riley felt a surge of gratitude toward his friend. Despite his personal feelings, Fitz was putting the pack first. “Will you speak at the hearing tomorrow?” Sabrina asked. Fitz nodded. “I’ll stand with you. Both of you.” “Fitz I know that this isn’t going to help much at the moment but from what I have read in the texts each Luna falls in love with each Harem mate but they’re love is different to the main thats all doesn’t make it any less important but knowing this it would make it easier for me to place you as I know your less likely to want to stray.”

This kiss was much more passionate than the one at the wedding. Luna was mesmerized by the kiss, so much that her body went limp. She hugged Levian, her cheek pressed against his chest, and murmured shyly, "Lev, I loved you before you loved me." Eight-year-old Luna was an ignorant and innocent. All she wanted was to be with her best friend Melody every day...

he countered, his British accent clipping the words with arrogance. “Sentiment?” I laughed, a harsh, dry sound. I stepped toward Luna, ignoring the way she stiffened, her eyes darting to Cyprian for permission. “Luna, look at me. Not at the man holding you. Look at the woman who spent three days in a damp basement in Milan where we went for vacation just to get you the specific brand of honey-lemon drops you like when you have a scratchy throat. Do you think he knows that your favorite color isn't pink or blue, but the exact shade of the sky just before a thunderstorm?” Luna didn't move, but her gaze flickered to mine. She was unmoving, a statue of a child, but she didn't push me away as I g